You should have seen our reception, 300 people and more than enough champagne to go around. Lots of drunks. After my groomsmen carried me on their shoulders all around the hall, they stuck my bare foot in the wedding cake and my new wife had to eat the cake off of my foot. It was the funniest thing you have ever seen. All of my relatives talk about how that was the funnest wedding anyone of them had ever been to.

1. My childhood friend came down and my dad for whatever reason gave him a camera and said get some "good" pictures. When the film was developed we had a roll of pictures of feet. Yup, he intentionally took every shot of peoples feet.

2. My sisters, the above friend and my best man "kidnapped" me and took me to a local bar. We were only gone for about an hour (I swear), but by the time we got back almost every guest had left the reception. I met my glowing (yes, she was glowing red) bride in the parking lot and tried to explain that I didn't want to go, but I was kidnapped. For some reason she didn't buy it.

But hey, at least we can laugh about this stuff now!!

Amendment II
A well regulated militia, being necessary to the security of a free state, the right of the people to keep and bear arms, shall not be infringed.

We were to be married in a tiny chapel (in the back of a saloon) in Virginia City. I just love the wooden sidewalks there. Anyway; we dressed in period (1800's) clothes. We looked like the "old fashioned" photos you get at the fair (in fact, people think that our wedding photos are from the fair ).

Our judge had an emergency and was to be there "soon". We decided to head out front and have a drink at the bar (by the front door).

Sitting at the bar, tourists kept asking us if we were part of the show, which the owner picked up on. He bought us a round... Then another... Then another. He kept commenting how good we were for his business that day. More than two hours (and far too many drinks) later; the judge showed up with her apologies (no afologies nesheshary, judge).

Don't know how we made it down the isle, but the video shows that we weren't standing very straight (drunken lean left, then right).

On my wedding day, we were to be married by the JP that introduced us but fate got in the way. It was an outside wedding in July in the south, (how smart was that?). Anyway, there was a robbery with a fatality involved and our friend the JP was also coronor for that area and had to attend to the db. I was trying to keep the crowd from leaving so I opened the quite extensive bar and we had the reception before the wedding. To say the least, I had about 150 blue-haired old ladies drunk on their kisters from my punch. Finally things got started and my bride & I were behind the building and the music started, our cue to come around front together. About then, her three year old son poked his head around back and in a typical loud child voice sayed "come on momma, the shows about to start and you don't want to miss it." We barely made it through the ceramony with almost 200 people cracking up.
Best part of the marriage. lol